~FAIRY GARDENERS~
By Valerie Curtiss

If you've never seen a fairy, wings a'flutter in midflight,
then you've never been to my house on a balmy summer night.
A ring of fairy mushrooms in the cool forest floor,
nestled in the dew-cooled grass will lead you to their door.

Though you say you've never seen one
I can tell you when they've been,
planting flowers I've never seen before;
flowers that simply nestled in.
You have to look with fairy eyes for signs that they exist
and you won't know what your missing, 'till you've felt a fairy kiss.
 

You have to hear with fairy ears their joyful laughs and cries,
or the happy tinkling fairy sound of a fairy child near by.
You have to learn to smell the flowers that sweetly scent the air,
as fairy blossoms tell you when a fairy child is near.
 

You have to learn to feel their presence in the night,
feel the fairy breath upon your face as they pass close by in flight.
They are busy little creatures drinking dewdrops from the flowers,
working magic in the garden 'till the early morning hours.
 

When the garden is just perfect and the moonlight drifts away,
sunlight floods the golden lawn as nighttime turns to day.
You've carried out your garden plans, and it's at its very best,
you may have watered, fed, and planted,
but Fairy Gardeners did the rest.